Demon Lord's Reincarnation

Tatiana just sprinted out of the room before Quinn and I just looked at each other and started laughing, and I wasn't sure how much food she had already eaten when the pre-games started.

'Don't forget about the food she took in at noon…'

Her bottomless stomach was something I was kinda jealous of because technically, I was 'fluffy' for more than half of my life.

In any case, I noticed Quinn had only taken nibbles from our food as she glanced at me at random intervals. She seemed to be deep in thought for some reason but I suddenly clapped aloud to get her attention.

"What?" Quinn turned to me with a spaced expression.

"Don't 'what' me, what's with you? Is there a problem?"

"..."

"Quinn?"

"It's nothing…"

"..."

"..."

Quinn was just looking at her food as I was looking straight at her face but the silence grew to be a little bit uncomfortable. With that said, Tatiana seemed to be taking her time to get another wallop of food so I tried to break the silence with casual conversation.

"Okay… So~ That old friend of yours… What's he/she like?"

"..."

"Umm… You know, the dude who inked me—I know you're tall and all—but he'd still probably tower over you. I b-bet he could grab my whole head with his hand and lift me up but he's still able to make priceless works of art that only a handful of people could get their hands on."

"I see…"

'At least she's talking…'

I scratched the side of my cheek as I opened my mouth once more, "So… if you don't like the food, I could fill you up with something else if you just bend over…"

"Yeah…"

'She's definitely not listening… She would've exploded by now…'

I've never seen Quinn like this—and this could be just me overreacting—but she was acting way~ suspicious right now. She was like Kaley on her 'off' days but I highly doubt that both of them acted the same way during that 'period'— and I'm pretty sure she wasn't having one now.

Take note, the two of us were still partly clothed so I'd fucking know.

However, the moment she looked me straight in the eye with a somber expression and opened her mouth, I partly understood.

"After this… You're really gonna stay at my place for a few days, right?"

I stared at her blankly for a moment, "..."

"R-Right?"

I faintly smiled as I looked at her, "Of course, a deal's a deal. Some of us might go back early but I'd definitely stay longer than I thought."

"R-Right… You guys are gonna look for that Kuzma guy…"

"Yeah, I might have a solid idea as to where he went and Alexander is also pretty close by. Also… Hmm…" I trailed as I looked away for a moment.

'Fuck it.'

"Also what?"

I just shrugged my shoulders as I shook my head, "I'll trust you with this, please don't tell anyone—"

"Wait, you're still suspicious of me?!"

"W-Well, not exactly—"

"What the fuck?! You've practically seen every inch of me and— You know what? Don't bother. Keep your secrets."

"That's rich," I said as I chuckled.

"The fuck did you just say?!"

"You heard me. Earlier, I just revealed some important bits of my life and you can't even be bothered to share who's that old 'friend' of yours. I can't be the only one telling you things, that's not how a conversation works— AND! I was just about to tell you another thing important to me and you just blew up and told me to shut it. Who's the fucker now?"

"..."

Quinn's face was red from anger and her chest was heaving up and down, but she couldn't find the words to rebut my statement. She slowly looked down as she pursed her lips for a moment and she eventually calmed down.

Then I heard a small peep.

"S-Sorry…"

"Hmm?"

"I'm s-sorry…"

"Hah~? I can't hear you—"

"I SAID I'M SORRY! DO YOU WANT ME TO SUCK YOUR DICK TOO?!"

"Won't that just favor you then? You like sucking my—"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!! YOU'RE FUCKING IMPOSSIBLE!"

Quinn was this fucking close to strangling me on the spot but she eventually caught on when I started laughing. She couldn't hide the embarrassment on her face when she folded her arms together but it eventually became quiet again. However, I didn't need to break the silence this time because she did.

"Let me be honest—"

"So you've been lying to me this whole—"

"SHUT UP AND LET ME TALK!"

"That's the last time, heh. Go on…"

"..."

"Go on… I promise I'll listen…"

Quinn was just staring me down for a few moments before she sighed heavily and opened her mouth, "You see… Umm… I'm… I'm happy today… Like— Like real happy, genuinely happy. It's been a long time since that happened… ever since I lost my 'friend'…"

"..."

"I used to hate coming to this place because of the weird shit that's been going on: the games, the drugs, the sex, etc. but I slowly grew accustomed to it and I would go once a month for an… an escape. I… I would even partake… sometimes… with psychedelics to… to feel something but the lows after that are just too much for me…"

"..."

"So… I just kept busy for a while and would only concoct my own poison, letting in a random stranger or two to do what we just did—though we already did it twice which had never happened—and everything just went on like that even after the world ended. To be honest, nothing has changed much ever since that and it was like I'm stuck in a weird loop or something…"

"That happened to me once or twice… you never know it sucked until you're out of it or you've been there long enough…"

"Yeah…"

At this point, the only thing we were missing from this conversation was a case of beer to pair it with but seeing Quinn this open and vulnerable—taking out sex in the equation—was something else.

With that said, I thought I would need to probe a little more to know this friend of hers but she pulled out an old crumpled picture from her bag and showed it to me.

"What the—"

"You see, now?"

Just from seeing this old photo of Quinn and her 'friend', all I could say was that the resemblance was fucking uncanny.

The photo could be 10 years old or more but let's just say that if Mikhail had black hair and lost a bit of his muscle, I would mistake him for the man in the picture. Furthermore, Quinn in this picture wasn't a 'wheyfu' as she was today and she even had long flowing hair up to her lower back.

I had to fucking do it.

"Did you eat him? Am I next—"

"YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING ASSHOLE! OF COURSE, I DIDN'T EAT HIM! YOU— FUCK!"

I was just laughing my ass off as I was getting beaten to a pulp but it was all fucking worth it. The look on Quinn's face as I said those words were fucking priceless, to say the least, and I'd do it again even if I knew I'd get smothered to death.

After a short bit, Quinn didn't know whether to laugh or cry but as things calmed down, Quinn was just waiting for my response.

"He looks foreign, British?"

"Wha— How'd you know?!"

"The DB9 you own? It's just a guess but you know, I thought you had more things to remember him by than just that tattoo alone… You two dated at least?"

"I told you… we're just f-friends…"

"Roight~ Roight~"

"What does that mean?!"

"It's British for 'Right~ Right~'. I thought you should know that—"

"YOU— Nevermind… this was a long time ago… forget it…"

"Heh. Quinn, this head never forgets. Also, it seems you didn't forget too… Is that why you pushed off Mikhail? It's gonna be weird to say the least, right?"

"Yeah… I don't know if weird is even the right way to describe it… I don't think it would be fair for the other guy if I were with him because he reminds me of someone I used to be with… Besides, I got you now."

"Wut?"

"We're 'friends' now, too. You fucked me twice already, why stop there?"

"Umm… B-Because I have a loving wife?"

"Hah! Thanks for reminding me! I'm still not done with your 'wife', I'll fuck her too after everything here is over!"

'At least she's back…'

I just put my hands up in defeat, "Fine~ Fine~ As long as Kaley's fine with it and you stay away from my backside, we'll be 'friends'. Just take note that Kaley and I want some alone time with just us sometimes, we don't always do things like this with our 'friends'..."

"And how many other 'friends' do you two have?"

"Ahaha… Please don't ask…"

Quinn's eyes had never been more curious, "How many?! Answer me!"